How dare she say this to the wind, she can only find an excuse to prevaricate.

Feng Zaitang frowned and muttered in a low voice, "Small?!" Miss Zuo is not small, right? I remember that she was about the same age as Cheng Lin, at least sixteen years old...... Cardamom is the best age for women......"

As he was muttering, the butler walked in with a strange face.

"Old man......"

"What's the matter?"

"Big Young Master...... Asking to see ......"

The wind is on fire in the hall, and it is just a matter of not mentioning the wind into a forest, and the fire is even greater.

"Cheng Lin?! Let him get in! ”

The corner of the housekeeper's mouth twitched: "I can't get in......

"What do you mean?"

"It's full of thorns......

The sin of the people used thorns, but Ling Luoyu was bad, and he was stunned to bring thorns to Feng Chenglin, and he was pierced and bleeding all over his body.

If this rolls again, it will be a hedgehog.

Ling Luoyu's original intention was to use Feng Chenglin's tragic situation to make Feng Zaitang feel distressed, so as to alleviate his anger towards him.

Otherwise, he can really crack his skin and flesh.

The family law of this group of old men is ruthless one by one.

The housekeeper asked the matchmakers to be sent out from behind, so as not to be publicized by the three of them.

There was no one around, and the housekeeper whispered: "Master, the eldest young master knelt down from the front of the mansion in three steps and one knee......"

"Kneel!" Feng Zaitang was stunned: "He knelt down? ”

With the soft and cowardly nature of Feng Chenglin, he would never be able to do such a bloody thing.

If it was such a thing as rolling and splashing, whining and wailing, he would have completely believed it.

"Master, the eldest young master is carrying thorns on his back, and he kneels in three steps...... I'm afraid something big has happened, otherwise ......"

Before the butler could finish his words, he saw Feng Zaitang stand up suddenly.

"Quick...... Let him in......"

Feng Chenglin's father married seven wives and concubines, but as long as he was a single seedling, if something happened, the Feng family would be completely finished.

Feng Chenglin knelt in the courtyard, greeting Ling Luoyu's ancestors for the eighteenth generation in his heart.

If she hadn't come up with such a bad idea, he wouldn't have suffered such a crime here.

Now that everyone is watching, even if he thinks about it, he has no excuse.

His knees felt like they were about to break, and he couldn't help but sit on his heels.

As soon as he sat down, the figure of the wind in the courtyard in front of him flashed, and he quickly knelt up straight, pretending not to see anything, and kowtowed heavily.

"Grandpa, Daddy...... It was Cheng Lin's incompetence and filial piety that discredited the Feng family...... Cheng Lin is here to kowtow to you and apologize, forgive Cheng Lin for not being able to give you a pension...... If there is a next life, Cheng Lin must be a good man, and he will never let the Feng family follow Cheng Lin to be embarrassed again......"

The wind was full of anger in the hall and disappeared abruptly, and unconsciously grabbed the butler's hand.

"Lao Man, how can I hear that this kid seems to be explaining the aftermath?"

The butler stepped forward quickly and helped Feng Chenglin up.

"Young Master, what are you doing here?"

Feng Chenglin finally seized the opportunity to stand up, who knew that the pain in his knee was terrible, and he couldn't stand up at all, so he simply fell to the ground.

"Grandpa Man, you don't have to worry about me, I don't have the face to stand in the Feng family anymore...... I did something sorry for the Feng family, what qualifications do I have to gain a foothold in the Feng family again?! This time, I came to say goodbye to my grandfather, and after saying goodbye, I will go back and turn myself in to ask for guilt......"